Traveling back in time to a female virtuous novel, she was forced to make money to support her famil

Chapter 21 The Jealous King of Donglong County

"Prince, the young master had a very pleasant conversation with that girl."

Although it was mostly the young master who was talking, they did have a good time talking to each other.

Ruan Jing's desk is filled with news about his younger brother.

Great talk!

get along well!

In just one night, her brother was kidnapped.

Ruan Jing held his aching head, he really hated his younger brother.

What she wanted was for her brother to abduct the person back home, not to leave her there.

Every time I read a letter, I get angry.

Ruan Jing took a deep breath, forget it, his brother has to tolerate himself.

In the early morning in winter, it was very cold. The wooden door was rustled by the cold wind, and the vegetable patch in the yard was covered with thin layers of ice.

Mu Yan knocked on the bedroom door for a long time, but still couldn't hear any sound inside the room.

"Little Master, wake up."

Could it be that too much charcoal was added last night, causing the young master to suffer from carbon monoxide poisoning?

Thinking of this, Mu Yan quickly pushed open the window of the master bedroom.

A gust of cold wind came, and Ruan Yu, who was sleeping soundly, shivered on the bed.

"Little Master, it's time to get up."

Mu Yan kept calling, today is the day for the young master to return home, and it might be too late if he doesn't wake up.

Ruan Yu covered his head with the quilt to block out the noisy sound.

He sleeps at home as long as he wants, and no one has ever taken care of him like this.

A trace of helplessness flashed in Mu Yan's eyes. The young master's ability to sleep in really gave her a headache.

Forget it, it's not even midnight now, if he wants to sleep, let him sleep for a while.

Mu Yan put down the window and turned towards the vegetable garden in the garden.

When the house was being built, she deliberately left a few flat pieces of land to grow vegetables.

Now that winter is coming, the small vegetable seedlings have not fully grown up yet, so they have to be picked and eaten now.

The weather is colder and it snows, so the vegetable seedlings may not survive.

Even if you are busy, you can only spend one stick of incense.

It was still early, and while the young master was still awake, Mu Yan prepared to send the pastries he bought yesterday to the village chief and Orion Wang.

The road down the mountain was wet from the rain, and the yellow clay stuck tightly to the soles of my shoes, which was really uncomfortable.

After winter, the road will be paved with stones, which will be much more convenient.

The ideal is good, but the reality is a slap in the face.

Thinking of the only 30 taels left in his pocket, Mu Yan felt a tightness in his chest and shortness of breath.

Yesterday, she spent 50 taels on buying necessities for winter.

I didn't expect that the charcoal fire here would be so valuable. It turns out that no matter what era, prices are extremely expensive.

To pave the way for next year, she must make money.

It's just that the feeling of being forced to make money is really uncomfortable.

Does she really want to go back to being a hard-working social animal?
Orion Wang's home is at the foot of her mountain, about ten minutes away.

When Mu Yan arrived, Wang Orion was preparing firewood for the winter.

The sharp-eyed Orion Wang quickly spotted Mu Yan outside the door.

"Yanwazi, why are you here?"

Orion Wang grinned his white teeth and greeted him warmly.

"Aunt Wang, I went to the county town yesterday to buy some pastries and gave them to the young master."

Mu Yan hung the cakes on the wood.

The young master of Orion Wang's family is only five years old. He is a soft little baby boy. Every time he sees Mu Yan, he always calls her sister obediently.

She is also happy to bring some gadgets to the young master.

"You're buying these expensive things again. Didn't I tell you to be frugal and not spend extravagantly?" Wang Orihu looked unhappy. She had the same idea as the village chief. Mu Yan was really a spendthrift. Girl, you don't know how to economize at all.

"This thing is for the young master."

Mu Yan planned to put down his things and leave like last time, but he didn't expect Wang Orion to be unhappy.

"You're making trouble with Xiaolang again. Just let people come over in the future. If you bring anything else, I'll take it directly back to your home."

The first few times, Miss Yan always used the young master's name to deliver things, but after that, she didn't even bother to find excuses and just left the things in the yard.

Whose kid eats these expensive snacks every day?

Although Wang Orion is not smart, he is like a mirror in his heart.

She knew that Miss Yan's move was because she felt that she had helped her before, so she was always thinking about her kindness.

Mu Yan agreed, "Okay, listen to Aunt Wang."

Seeing her like that, Orion Wang knew that Mu Yan didn't listen.

Yan Wazi is good at everything, but she is too fond of people.

It is said that kindness is never repaid, but when it comes to her, she wants to repay it a hundred times.

It looked like Mu Yan was still holding something in his hand.

"Going to the village chief's house?"

Without waiting for Mu Yan to reply, Wang Orion shouted directly into the house, "Husband, bring some nests over here."

Then he looked at Mu Yan and said, "Don't leave. If you leave now, don't come to Aunt Wang's house again."

Mu Yan stopped. She knew that Orion Wang was trying to scare her, and she also knew that if she didn't listen to her this time, she would be talked about for a long time in the future.

Wang Orion was extremely satisfied, Yan Wazi was finally willing to listen to her for once.

Mr. Wang moved very quickly and quickly handed over several wrapped nests.

"You haven't eaten yet so early. Let's take it to eat on the road."

Mr. Wang is gentle and virtuous, and speaks softly.

Mu Yan bowed politely and said, "Thank you, Mr. Wang."

The few books she bought before talked about the etiquette of treating different people.

In order to learn more about this dynasty, she stayed up late reading at night and had already become familiar with it.

Only after Mu Yan disappeared in the cold wind did Mr. Wang speak slowly.

"Miss Yan is a good, polite and humble child. I don't know which young master will catch her eye in the future."

Orion Wang rolled his eyes, "It's enough if a young master can fall in love with her. Look at her temperament. She can't speak more than three sentences to a young master when she meets her."

Mr. Wang pinched his wife's arm hard, and Orion Wang screamed in pain.

"I'm always good at talking. Who was the one who kept praising the girl yesterday?"

Faced with her husband's domestic violence, Orion Wang dared not speak out in anger, "Isn't it because she is too sensible and can't help but say a few words?"

Mr. Wang nodded in agreement, "Miss Yan is indeed very humble and polite."

Every time Miss Yan came to the house, she would only stand in the yard and never go into the house. If the wife was not at home, she would not go into the yard or stay much.

Mr. Wang knew that Miss Yan was respectful to him and was afraid that any unnecessary actions would cause criticism.

The husband's status was already low and he was not respected, let alone a husband from the countryside.

Lady Yan gave them great respect.

Such a girl should be matched with the best husband.

Before arriving at the village chief's house, Mu Yan saw the village chief running hurriedly towards her home.

As if he were a thief, the village chief looked left and right and saw no one on the road, and then hurriedly ran for a while.

Mu Yan was surprised as to why the village chief spoke so harshly.

"Village chief, what's wrong with you?"

The village chief was panting and hunched over, "Miss Yan, what are you doing here?"

Mu Yan shook the thing in his hand and said, "I want to go to the village chief's house."

The village chief finally calmed down and took Mu Yan to hide behind a tree.

"Why are you going to my house? Let me ask you if the young master is still at your house?"

(End of this chapter)